Concupiscence # 4

In my fecundity I see you
And all the dirty things you do
Self-abuse and things of that kind
And being rogered from behind
But I don’t feel any shame
Because you don’t even know my name

O Tempora! O Mores!

There are sexaul ambiguities to this poem. Is is referring to a sex worker , or perhaps to sex potrayed through the medium of pornography?

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